I'm--I'm hurt!" and to Lewis Elliot's great discomfort Jean took out her handkerchief and openly wiped her eyes, and then, putting her head on the table, cried.
He sat in much embarrassment, making what he meant to be comforting ejaculations, until Jean stopped crying and laughed.
"It's wretched of me to make you so uncomfortable.

I don't know what's happened to me.

I've suddenly got so silly.

And I don't think I like charming people.

Charm is a merciless sort of gift ...